still ...
wish I could see see a bith further
see tomorow
see the problems I will get in
see the love I will give
maybe the love I will recieve
see things I will accomplish
and I can be proud of myself an other day
FUTURE
What do you have in stock for me
what is my destiny
will I find my place to call my own
will I once hold a child in my arms
and know my dreams are accomplished
Want to see
if my love
will ever return
will ever find his source
I still love you
still ...
cool leather surfaces
with metal butons
looking over me
breaking down in tears
still alone
still ...
searching the object of obsession
the person who will see me
and who will see love
still no one to love
still ...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| sick suicide: | Donderdag, mei 13, 2004 16:31 |
| vet mooi ga zo door dikke knuffel sick suicide |
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| FrozenScar: | Woensdag, mei 12, 2004 17:45 |
| Je naam deed me al een beetje rillen maar het gedicht geeft me helemaa de kriebels! *pofitief dan wel* Liefs, |
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| Auteur: downheart | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 mei 2004 | ||
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